From toes to head, no flaw is there
From toes to head, no flaw is there
I want performance, not excuses
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
Will you still call me after?
Hit that fucking high pitch note
You had my food, now you have me
Your holes want it
Let the pussy feel neglected
Husband couldn't fill that hole
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
So you never had real pussy before?
You can't and will not escape